Metropolis: Start with ten thousand times compensation for failure

Chapter 208 My Online Writing Career
After dinner, Zhao Chun and Sun Xueqi cleaned up there.

Fang Yu ran to type.

Originally, he also wanted to help. After all, this meal is for everyone to eat together, so he can't keep prostitution for nothing, right?

But Zhao Chun and Sun Xueqi teamed up to expel him from the kitchen.

"Just go and code well!"

"Add a few more chapters to [Beriberi Continent]!"

"I'm going to watch it all night long tonight!"

"Hum hum!"

"We'll take care of the housework!"

"I can tell you, if you are not serious, a little leather whip will serve you!"

Sun Xueqi licked her red lips, then hinted from the side.

Zhao Chun also chimed in.

"That's right, the gentleman stays away from the kitchen!"

"We take care of the kitchen!"

"By the way, husband, what soup would you like to drink?"

"Shall I prepare it for you?"

"Turtle soup?"

"Black-bone chicken soup?"

"Old duck soup? Rib soup?"

"Lamb bone soup?"

Zhao Chun is a perfect example of a good wife and mother.

All kinds of things can be considered for you.

Fang Yu was not very sorry.

Having a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?
"whatever."

"I'm going to code!"

"It's not yet ten o'clock."

"For more than two hours, if you write a few words, there will be no problem with [-] to [-] words."

"Tonight... make a wave all night."

"The comparison is shelf-day."

"Never sleep and rest, at least... a hundred watches start."

Fang Yu regained his former passion.

In the old days when I was writing novels, even if it cost only five or six yuan for a thousand words, I could still write [-] words overnight!

Stay up all night, write 60 words, get [-] yuan, and tax deductions...

Codewords at night are especially expensive.

After deducting the tax of the 60 yuan, there is less than 50 yuan left.

With less than 50 yuan, you can still buy a box of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles.

If it can be accompanied by a ham sausage and a bottle of Coke, it will be a perfect life.

"The bitterness of the past is incomparable."

"But I have to say, at that time... I was really happy."

"That kind of happiness is not fake."

"That is the joy and excitement that comes from the bones."

"Thinking about it now, it's still embarrassing."

"Expectation, and surging."

Fang Yu pursed his lips, then lay down on the sofa, and connected the mind book artifact to the computer.

Fang Yu suddenly remembered that he hadn't looked at the comment section for a long time.

On a whim today, I suddenly opened the comment area and took a look.

"The author is great! Remind me to update! Boo Boo Boo!"

"The author is awesome, [-] a day! Tentacle monsters!"

"A new generation of Eagles!"

"Fengshen's work! The author continues to code!"

"Author, when will the three-year period arrive?"

"Hit Nalan Yan'er!"

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi! Don't bully the young and poor! It's too hot!"

"The author is great, is the Amethyst Winged Lion King the Foot King Realm? Or the Foot King Realm?"

"The author, at what level can a monster be able to speak? At what level can it take form?"

"The author, when will the Misty Cloud Sect go?"

"The author is great, update quickly! Update quickly, I will give you a reward!"

"Woooooo! It's so beautiful, I can't take it anymore. I read it all night every night, and I can't sleep at night. The author must not stop updating. I rely on the author's book every day to survive. These days, there are quite a few depressions!"

"The author is great!"

……

Words, sweeping across the board.

Readers are very enthusiastic.

Fang Yu flipped through for a while, but didn't see any bad reviews.

"What's wrong with this social atmosphere?"

"Am I not disgusting enough?"

"My Cao..."

"Beriberi! Beriberi Continent!"

"Are you really unable to read or something?"

"Why don't you have any attitude now!"

"If it goes on like this, won't it collapse in minutes?"

"Life is impermanent...the large intestine wraps the small intestine!"

"It's messed up... It's completely messed up!"

"This thing is so hip-stretching, I don't know what to say anymore."

"I don't believe it today, it's impossible to get all good reviews!"

"Always... always read a bad review."

“Bad review... Come on!”

"Even if it's just one."

Fang Yu felt that he was about to be tortured and went crazy.

This thing... is really a bit of a headache!
The sense of experience... is really bad.

After thinking about it... I feel a little unclear.

This is... what the hell!

very messy!

Damn!

Damn it!

Almost... just threw up!
Can you... calm down a little bit.

Fang Yu continued to search down with great patience.

The hard work paid off, and in the end...he finally found a bad review!
"The writing is too spicy! The dog shook his head after reading it."

Fang Yu felt very relieved.

"Why doesn't this have a failure point?"

"System, have you swallowed my failure point?"

Fang Yu frowned, and raised his eyebrows completely while talking at the moment.

At the moment, there is this extraordinarily strong feeling.

This thing... looks like a big problem.

If you are not careful, you will directly pull your hips!

How can this work?

This wave, whether it should collapse or not.

There can be no sloppiness!
"Swallow?"

"The host asks himself... is it possible?"

System: "Don't think too much about the host, there is a negative sand sculpture mixed in among the [-] comments, is this a failure?"

System: "Please don't underestimate yourself, the host, you are really strong."

System: "You are about to create a miracle in the web literature world!"

System: "Come on, Pikachu!"

Encouragement pjg from the system.

Fang Yu was deeply numb.

Then the expression went to the extreme.

Life is impermanent...the large intestine wraps the small intestine.

Fang Yu almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What is all this?

The bells and whistles, the endless?

Not interesting.

Sand sculpture awareness, unlimited invasion.

That's it... a few more words.

"Has the way of earning failure points in novels also failed?"

"Is this recent luck too good or too bad?"

"What did you succeed in doing?"

"Let Sun Xueqi, the vase of Bai Fumei, invest in it, and she can give me a [-]% return on investment."

"Writing a few novels about a beriberi mainland can get so many praises."

"Before it was put on the shelves, the collection exceeded one million. It is needless to say what kind of number this is."

"Even if the final pre-order ratio exceeds one hundred, there will be at least ten thousand pre-orders."

"And [-] subscriptions have always been the praise of a great god in the online literature circle!"

"I have been fluttering for so many years, and I have been an author and screenwriter of fluttering online articles for so many years, and now I can suddenly do it?"

"Bad luck and bad luck."

"Do whatever you want...why is it so difficult?"

"I'm not happy."

Fang Yu felt aggrieved.

Human desires are endless.

When I used to be a street writer, thinking about earning more than [-] a month, I was already very happy.

But now, even if the monthly income exceeds [-] million, I still feel very lonely.

(End of this chapter)